A/N: After almost a year I'm writing fanfics again.

FAIL.

This was supposed to be an original story, but I changed it into a fanfic 'cause... just 'cause. -.-;;

Hope you like it! (My friends did, but they're biased. Well, most are.)

PS: I don't own SC.

1: Interference

Everyone has discovered something about themselves at one point or another. Maybe you discovered that you are actually half Chinese. Maybe you discovered that you don't look much like either of your parents. And maybe you discovered that you have a natural talent for dancing. Whatever it was you discovered, everyone has had this happen to them. Discovering something new about yourself can be a very exciting thing, but can also be a dreadful experience.

You never know.

A certain seventeen year old boy named Ikuto discovered something new about himself one day. Something that changed his life forever.

It was the end of yet another school day and Ikuto and his best friend Kukai were already outside, their backpacks slung over their shoulders as they walked towards the school's exit.

"Yesss!" Kukai yelled, stretching the word as he did his arms. Kukai practically hated classes, but loved socializing. Even though his grades were close to failure, he managed to keep a goofy smile on his face despite the troubles of the life of a 17 year old.

Ikuto smiled at his best friend, who was now waving at people passing by as he instead shoved his hands into his pockets. Ikuto was pretty much the most popular guy in their school. Not only did he have the best grades, making the teachers adore him, but he was the best looking guy in school. His dark hair, mysterious violet eyes made practically every girl wanted to date him.

While walking back to their streets, Kukai popped a question. "Hey, are you going to Fuyuki's party today?"

It was a Friday and Fuyuki was the kind of guy that threw the best parties. Then again, he was rich and his house was huge, so it made sense. Somewhat lazily, Ikuto replied, "Yeah. My mom agreed and I didn't even bother asking my stepdad."

He looked away slightly when he said the word 'stepdad'. He said it with boredom, sadness, and a hint of anger. Kukai understood his actions. At age 13, Ikuto's father went missing, and was presumed dead, leaving him alone with his mother until she remarried to a man named Kazuomi Hoshina only a year after the incident. Ikuto never took a liking to him and always referred to him by his first name, proving that he did not accept him as a father.

"I don't get why you hate your stepdad so much," Kukai began. Ikuto looked ready to retort as he glared slightly at Kukai who added, "I mean—he's a pretty cool dude. Especially as far as dad's go."

Ikuto merely shrugged and the atmosphere got pretty quiet. Kukai, being the outgoing guy that he is, couldn't handle the silence for even a minute, and something popped into his head. "Hey Ikuto, did ya know that Reiko's gonna be at Fuyuki's?"

That caught his attention. Ikuto whipped his head around quickly when Kukai said the name 'Reiko'. Kukai was referring to Reiko Matsuda, a girl who was in the 11th grade with them, one of the prettiest girls in school, and coincidentally, the girl that Ikuto had a small crush on.

"Yeah, I heard," Ikuto blew it off like it was nothing before adding, "but I heard Saaya was coming too." He scoffed at the name.

Now Saaya was a whole different story. She was basically a nuisance. She'd been in love with Ikuto ever since she first met him and followed him everywhere. It wasn't that Ikuto hated her. It was that it got pretty annoying to have his own personal stalker who seemed to get in the way of spending time with the girl he actually remotely likes. "You know, you should just ask Reiko out already," Kukai suggested. "I mean, maybe if you do, Saaya will get the message and back off."

"Dude," Ikuto responded with an idle look on his face. "Why would someone like Reiko like me?"

Obviously Ikuto didn't get how that one sentence could be so wrong.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Kukai said, making hand gestures to add dramatic effect. "You're telling me that Reiko wouldn't like a guy like you?" He paused, letting Ikuto nod in confirmation.

"You're the most freakin' popular guy in school!!" Kukai yelled, flailing his arms around as Ikuto raised an eyebrow.

Kukai sensed Ikuto's disbelief and added, "No seriously! There is no way she wouldn't like you. Every single girl in this school likes you!"

Again, Ikuto seemed doubtful and wondered if he literally meant that last part. They attended the type of school where the Elementary, Middle and High school divisions were merged, but placed in separate buildings. Ikuto didn't think that even the Elementary and Middle school girls thought that about him.

Despite Ikuto's doubt, he shrugged and accepted Kukai's words as they stopped in front of his house. It was a pretty big house, but its size was nowhere near the Fuyuki's house. Although a person passing by could easily tell that whoever lived there had quite an amount of money. Before marching into his house and up to his room, Ikuto commented, "Fine. But only as long as Saaya doesn't interfere."

Kukai grinned, signalling that Saaya wouldn't be anywhere near him. Ikuto unlocked the door and waltzed into his house. His mother was sitting at the coffee table, drinking her tea and reading a novel with a bright yellow cover.

His mother smiled when she saw him. "Oh, there you are Ikuto! Are you still going to that party today?"

Ikuto walked over to her. He was always on good terms with his mother. It was his stepdad he didn't like. His coming along only made Ikuto a little more distant.

"Yeah, why?" was all he really said. His mother just kept smiling, making a gesture as if to say "it's nothing." Ikuto shrugged and walked up to his room. He was in a reasonably good mood for two reasons. One was that he was going to a party with a chance of getting the girl he likes and the second was that his stepdad wouldn't be back 'till Ikuto left the house.

The time until the party started flew by fast. Taking a nap after school was how Ikuto spent it. Before he knew it, he was already dressed for the party (quite casually as well) and at Fuyuki's house, holding a glass of punch while leaning against the wall, talking with some friends from school.

The party was very lively: there were brightly coloured lights flashing and moving in different patterns across the main room where everyone was. There was loud, upbeat music booming from the advanced sound system that Fuyuki's parents had bought him—Ikuto often wondered how he could work such a complicated piece of technology.

Despite how wild the party seemed, it wasn't like the parties you'd see on TV where everything got out of hand and the guests would break almost anything in sight. Instead, it was fun yet surprisingly under control.

Kukai was also at the party, though practically on the other side of the huge room. He was dancing with a group of friends through most of the party. About halfway into the party, he stopped dancing and walked over to the refreshment table.

There, Kukai saw Ikuto and immediately headed over to him, waving his hands to get his attention. Ikuto turned his head, averting his gaze from the group of students he was speaking with, to Kukai, who had already stopped waving his hands about wildly.

As Kukai strode toward him Kukai yelled something, loud enough that he would hear him over the music. "Dude!" he started. Ikuto seemed to be paying full attention to him as he continued, "Reiko's right over there!" Kukai motioned to what they called 'the spectator area' which was a designated area set up near the dance floor where people could sit at a bunch of tables to eat and talk.

At the table in the spectator area that Kukai pointed to, Reiko sat there giggling at something her friend said while a barely eaten plate of food sat in front of her. She was wearing a bright pink shirt with a cropped white cardigan and a pair of dark washed skinny jeans. Her chestnut brown hair was styled in a side ponytail.

Ikuto was already looking over at her as he replied, "So?"

"So?" Kukai repeated. "So get over there and ask her out already!"

Ikuto looked reluctant, but then Kukai added, "C'mon, you promised you would earlier as long as Saaya didn't interfere—and is she around? No. So hurry up and ask her before some other random guy does!"

Finally Ikuto gave in and started to make his way to Reiko, who was almost all the way across the room like Kukai was earlier in the party. It seemed quite far, especially since many people in his way were trying to talk to him.

He felt more nervous with each step. It was one thing to ask out the girl he likes, but it was another to be rejected. What with all the guys Reiko turned down, he was sure he'd end up one of them.

Finally, as Ikuto was almost at Reiko's table, his phone started vibrating, letting out a tone that resembled a doorbell chime. He took out his phone, sure that it was his mom, asking when he'd be back.

His eyes widened in both surprise and confusion. Suddenly, Kukai, who had been following him the whole time, popped out from behind Ikuto, who stopped in his tracks.

"Dude what the hell are you doing? You chickened out didn't you? Oh man, how many times do I have to tell you—" Kukai stopped, leaving his rant incomplete when he realized Ikuto was holding his new cellphone, which was opened and displaying a new message. Kukai leaned over to read the message, his brows furrowing in confusion. The sender was unknown and the phone number didn't show up on the screen.

'Come to the park right now.'

A/N: Sorry if that sucked. Tell me if I should continue or not, 'cause I'd rather not continue a story that no one liked AT ALL.

Oh and just so you know:

- Fuyuki is the dude that had a crush on Rima (in case he's been forgotten already)
- This isn't an Ikuto x OC story, 'kay? If it was I'd put it in the summary.
- I didn't want to make Lulu or Utau the obsessed fan-freaks so I used Saaya.

Review please ~